That smile takes his breath away, and for a few seconds, all that Bucky can do is stare at him, his own smile lingering on his face, cheeks growing warm at the response. He ducks his head, almost shyly.
"You got it," he agrees, watching him for a moment longer, seeing the way his long eyelashes flutter closed and he draws in a slow breath before heading down the hallway, heart beating a little faster than it had been before.
Nothing about the day has gone according to plan, and he certainly hadn't pictured it resulting in Steve being in his bed -- even if it's truly for the most innocent of reasons. It occurs to him that other than Becca, no one else has even step foot in his apartment since he'd moved into it a few months ago. If anyone had told him a week ago that Captain America would be the second person to see the inside of his bedroom, he'd have simply laughed.
He quickly makes up an ice pack, sealing it carefully with the fingers of his right hand along the seam of the Ziploc bag and the counter top and quietly heads down the hall once more, hesitantly nestling it up against Steve's ribs before moving and covering him up with the blankets.
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Date: 2019-11-14 04:09 am (UTC)"You got it," he agrees, watching him for a moment longer, seeing the way his long eyelashes flutter closed and he draws in a slow breath before heading down the hallway, heart beating a little faster than it had been before.
Nothing about the day has gone according to plan, and he certainly hadn't pictured it resulting in Steve being in his bed -- even if it's truly for the most innocent of reasons. It occurs to him that other than Becca, no one else has even step foot in his apartment since he'd moved into it a few months ago. If anyone had told him a week ago that Captain America would be the second person to see the inside of his bedroom, he'd have simply laughed.
He quickly makes up an ice pack, sealing it carefully with the fingers of his right hand along the seam of the Ziploc bag and the counter top and quietly heads down the hall once more, hesitantly nestling it up against Steve's ribs before moving and covering him up with the blankets.